Chapter 327: Chapter 325: Can’t Avoid It Anymore?
"You’re especially talkative tonight," the man said, displeased, his thick brows furrowed and already showing signs of sternness.
He always did what he wanted, with the people he wanted to see, regardless of the occasion and time.
Amid the pitter-patter of rain hitting the ground, his tall figure strode unwaveringly towards the main building.
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The rain tonight was particularly heavy, accompanied by flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder.
When the silver lightning flashed, it seemed to tear the sky apart, making the night as bright as day, rather frightening actually.
This was Jiayi’s first encounter with such weather since coming to S Country.
Even the servants of the Ya Family said that although there was plenty of rain in S Country, such a downpour was very rare.
It was as if some unknown event awaited ahead, leaving her restless.
The sound of the wind and rain roared, and the sudden thunderclaps were so loud they could shatter one’s courage, not to mention her impending wedding, which kept Jiayi tossing and turning, utterly sleepless.
Another flash of lightning and the explosive sound of thunder startled her, causing her to sit up!
"Miss Chu, what’s wrong?" Her personal maid was on night duty outside, and upon hearing her call, she immediately came in.
Jiayi looked at the head poking in and shook it: "Nothing, the thunder just now startled me."
With her wedding approaching, the Ya Family had recently assigned her additional bodyguards and maids for convenient care.
It wasn’t just a scream, even a cough would result in immediate concern and comfort.
The maid, relieved, smiled: "The Crown Prince said, if Miss Chu can’t sleep, she should drink some fresh milk. I’ll go warm a cup for you."
"No need..."
"It won’t do. The church ceremony is in a few days, and members of the Royal Family and many international media will be there. How can you manage without enough sleep?" The maid closed the door and insisted on preparing the milk first.
Jiayi paused for a moment, as if suddenly pulled back to reality.
Yes.
She was going to the church in a few days...
She could no longer sleep, hugging her knees, sitting on the bed in a daze.
After a while, she picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and glanced at the calendar.
The countdown to the wedding had begun.
There was no news from her mother’s side.
Was this wedding truly unavoidable?
...
Her lips moved slightly, revealing a bitter smile.
If time could rewind to when she was in G City, she would never have imagined facing a situation like this.
If she knew that the long-awaited family would be like this.
If she knew that once she came back, she might fall into such a predicament.
Would she still have been so desperate to make movies, to find her family?
But life has no ’ifs’.
Isn’t life just a series of unknowns leading to more unknowns?
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
...
The only thing she cares about now is her mother.
Even though the memory of her mother is blurry, the innate bond and kinship between mother and daughter seem etched in her bones.
Even though she’s caught between a rock and a hard place now, she has no regrets about returning to the Chu family in S Country; after all, she cannot give up on her mother.
Even if she cannot find her mother before the wedding and must marry Ya Chen according to Xuan Yu’s wishes, she clenches her teeth and resigns herself to the inevitable.
She doesn’t want to gamble with her mother’s life and safety, not at all.
Just as she believed, if anything happened to her, her mother would definitely disregard everything and wouldn’t let her fall into danger.
But—
Why did she feel so sad when she knew she had to marry another man?
It wasn’t because she was sad about marrying a disabled person.
When she asked herself, she realized she didn’t dislike Ya Chen.
Yet, there was a heaviness in her heart, aching.
This year in China, she thought the days confined by someone were actually the most free she had ever been in her life.
The bedroom door made a slight noise as it moved.
She quickly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, "You—"
She hadn’t finished speaking when her words were swallowed back.
The bedroom light wasn’t on, relying solely on the flash of lightning from outside and the faint glow of the streetlights coming through the window.
Yet, she clearly saw the figure at the door, it wasn’t the maid.
It was him.
The man’s trousers and shoes were soaked through, he must have just returned from outside, but his outline was as resolute and handsome as ever, stepping into her bedroom as if it were unoccupied, without the slightest bit of hesitation.
With a whoosh, she sat up, her eyes wide, concealing the surprise in her heart, nearly shouting out loud, and then rapidly jumped out of bed.
Through the slightly ajar door, she saw that the bodyguards were gone, probably because it was time for the night shift change.
The maid wasn’t there either, having just gone to the kitchen to warm some milk for her and not yet returned.
She guessed he must have taken advantage of this gap to sneak in.
Assuring herself that no one had noticed, she sighed in relief, closed the door, and in a low voice said, "How did you come over here... Are you crazy?" As she spoke, she pushed him towards the door. "Please go back, will you?"
This man, always fond of such thrilling acts, if this continued, she’d be frightened into having a heart attack.
Huo Zhenyang acted as if he were returning home, not feeling that there was anything improper about visiting the future Crown Prince’s wife’s room in the middle of the night.
A flash of depth in his cold eyes, he stood firm, unmoving, and then straightened her face to face him, "Can’t I come to see you?"
Her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
The shift change was only a moment, the bodyguards would be back soon, and the maid would come in with the milk...
Yet his words rendered her immobile.
He also knew he couldn’t stay long, his large hand supporting the back of her head, gently pressing his face towards hers, his lips touching her hair as he spoke in a deep voice, "The private detective responded, your mother will be found soon. Before the wedding, I will take you and your mother back to China."
On a rainy night, drenched by the downpour, did he know she was lying awake, anxious, and that was why he made a special trip to her room to bring such reassuring news?
All her panic vanished in an instant at the news, she looked up, "Really?"
"Mhm," he nodded seriously.
The despair that filled her just moments ago dissipated entirely.
It was like finding a life jacket floating on the ocean’s surface just when she was on the verge of perishing.
The tip of her nose suddenly felt sour and astringent, and her eyes reddened.
He saw the excitement in her eyes; he knew he hadn’t come in vain, Little Kitten’s despondent mood was lifted.
She looked at him, "But this might cause problems with the relations with A Country..."
She knew that he might not care about S Country, but A Country was after all connected to his mother’s family; one couldn’t just ignore that.
Moreover, his status in A Country’s upper royalty was equivalent to that of a prince.
This meant that everything he did was a representation of A Country’s image; otherwise, Boris wouldn’t have hurried over to persuade him.
If he just took her and her mother away like that, wouldn’t A Country be infuriated?
If A Country broke off ties and close connections with him, would it impact him?
These were her concerns.
Ever since Boris revealed his killing intent on the patio, Jiayi could sense the tremendous pressure he was under.
